I recently picked a new primary care doctor.
After two visits and exhaustive lab tests,
he said I was doing "fairly well" for my age.
A little concerned about that comment,
I couldn't resist asking him,
"Do you think I'll live to be 90?"
He asked, "Do you smoke tobacco, or
drink beer or wine?"
"Oh no," I replied. "I don’t do drugs, either."
Then he asked, "Do you eat rib-eye steaks
and barbecued ribs?"
I said, "No, my former doctor said that all
red meat is very unhealthy!"
"Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like
playing golf, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?"
"No, I don't," I said.
He asked, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars,
or have a lot of sex?"
"No," I said. "I don't do any of those things."
He looked at me and said,
"Then, why do you give a sh*t?"
After two visits and exhaustive lab tests,
he said I was doing "fairly well" for my age.
A little concerned about that comment,
I couldn't resist asking him,
"Do you think I'll live to be 90?"
He asked, "Do you smoke tobacco, or
drink beer or wine?"
"Oh no," I replied. "I don’t do drugs, either."
Then he asked, "Do you eat rib-eye steaks
and barbecued ribs?"
I said, "No, my former doctor said that all
red meat is very unhealthy!"
"Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, like
playing golf, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?"
"No, I don't," I said.
He asked, "Do you gamble, drive fast cars,
or have a lot of sex?"
"No," I said. "I don't do any of those things."
He looked at me and said,
"Then, why do you give a sh*t?"
